My wife Joan has been traveling with me on business trips. While I work Joan scouts for possible sexual adventures.

The next business trip was to Las Vegas. Las Vegas is a wonderland of adult fun: Casinos, Showgirls, famous performers and wonderful hotels and resorts. The hotel we were staying at was the Cosmopolitan. We had a Lanai suite. It was a two level suite with a private plunge pool and direct access to the hotel’s Bamboo pool.

Joan had bought some new clothes for the trip. She bought elegant evening dresses and a new micro bikini.

Work always consumed me during the day. Joan would meet me for dinner and we would talk about our day.

The first night we had drinks at the Vesper bar. It was very elegant. I told Joan about my day work, work. Joan told me she had done some shopping and spent some time at the pool. She wore her new micro bikini. The bikini bottom was a patch in the front with a zipper down the middle. It was attached by two thin strings around her waist and one string between her buttocks. The top was two tiny patches that showed her areolas peeking over the top.

I asked, “How low did you pull the zipper?”

She blushed and said, “Low enough so you could see the top of my slit.”

She told me she had rented a Cabana by the pool. Every time the Cabana boy came by to see if she wanted refreshment, she would toy with the zipper. He would blush and stammer.

We had a great dinner at the hotel’s Tapas restaurant. When we got back to our suite I asked her to model the bikini for me. She put it on and twirled around to show it off. The patch in front with the zipper didn’t cover her mound. The zipper was half way down exposing her labia. The top stopped just below her nipples.

I was stunned by how beautiful and erotic she looked. She was visibly excited about exposing herself. I pulled her to me and started finger fucking her. She was wet.

I walked her to the bed and sat her on the edge. I knelt in front of her and pulled the zipper further down. She was sopping and pungent. She smelled and tasted like the wanton woman she is.